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Chapter 349 The Peerless Sword Soul Beyond the World

Emperor Wu Wang Xianzhi looked at Li Chungang who seemed to be convulsing with a dazed expression. He was already a sword god. How could he still be unable to control his emotions? How could he reach the peak of martial arts like this.

But Li Chungang can't control that much, now he needs someone to share the joy and happiness, and this person is Lao Wang, Wang Xianzhi.

After taking out the resurrection spar, Li Chungang took out the belongings of Fengdu's green robe, a simple and unpretentious wooden hairpin.

"Li Chungang, gods and ghosts, what are you doing?"

Wang Xianzhi glanced sideways, his eyes were majestic, and there was a coercion that could not be ignored.

"Resurrect a person who has been dead for many years." Li Chungang said with a dignified expression.

To be honest, he is not sure if the resurrection spar can be successful, after all, no one has used it.

"Resurrection of the dead?" Wang Xianzhi was silent, and then felt it was absurd.

How can a person be resurrected if he is dead and cannot be resurrected.

At most, he can be reincarnated and live in another life.

But the price is that all the cultivation bases of the previous life and the present life will disappear, and those without great perseverance will not be able to use it.

After all, with a thought in Li Chungang's mind, the resurrection spar released a white brilliance and enveloped the wooden hairpin.

Accompanied by one after another of ancient sacrificial sounds, it seemed like a god whispering.

In the depths of the white brilliance, a vague figure gradually emerged and became clearer and clearer.

"Resurrect, my love!"

"Resurrection!"

Li Chungang roared to the sky, hysterical, tearful and emotional.

Made it, almost made it.

Wang Xianzhi stared wide-eyed with an inconceivable look, with his eyesight, he couldn't see through the person in the white light.

After about dozens of breaths, the white halo dissipated, and there was a beautiful and heroic woman in a green robe out of thin air.

Seeing this person, Wang Xianzhi lost his voice:
"Fengdu green robe!"

Obviously, Wang Xianzhi knew Fengdu Lvpao.

According to age, Wang Xianzhi and Feng Du Lupao are of the same generation.

Li Chungang belongs to the parent class!

The relationship between Lupao and Li Chungang is also very complicated. The two love each other and kill each other, and they hardly spend a peaceful day together.

Fengdu Lvpao's father was a warrior who once challenged the sword god Li Chungang, and was killed by Li Chungang.

When he was young, Li Chungang was the leader of kendo, full of vigor and vigor.

Those who challenged him were either killed or injured, and their lives were in danger.

Lupao's father was like this, and Fengdu Lupao began to practice martial arts in order to avenge his father, assassinated Li Chungang repeatedly, and even became the four great masters, which shows his talent.

It's a pity, God's will tricks people.

During the continuous assassination, Fengdu Lvpao developed feelings for Li Chungang, and finally deliberately exposed his flaws in a martial arts competition, and was killed by Li Chungang with a sword.

It was also from that day that Li Chungang fell from the altar of the sword god and was devastated.

If he hadn't joined the chat group, he would probably still be in prison at Tingchao Pavilion in Beiliang.

"Green robe!"

Seeing the familiar face, Li Chungang spoke tremblingly.

Lupao's eyes were dazed, but soon his soul returned to his senses and all his memories came back to life. Looking at Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang in front of him, he felt familiar.

Especially Li Chungang, her pupils constricted, and she couldn't believe it: "Chungang, you, why are you so old?"

"Green robe, it's been a sixty years, can it not be old?"

Li Chungang said, and immediately hugged Fengdu's green robe in his arms.

"?"

Feng Du's green robe was stunned, he hadn't reacted yet, he just felt that everything was like a dream.

"I... didn't I die by your sword?"

The green robe recalled the last thing before he died, and couldn't help but say.

"Lupao, do you believe in light?" Li Chungang laughed.

"?" Green robe.

At this time, the green robe only felt that Li Chungang was very different from the sword god in his memory who was obsessed with swordsmanship and had no heart for his children.

"Cough cough cough."

Wang Xianzhi coughed, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He is already very old, but he still wants to be sprinkled with dog food, he can look at it.

The green robe reacted, and quickly broke free from Li Chungang's embrace, with a shy look on his face.

Reluctantly, Li Chungang said to Wang Xianzhi, "Old Wang, why are you coughing? I knew I wouldn't have asked you to come. It's a big spoiler."

"Hmph, you think I'd like to come."

"Women will only become the shackles for me to become the ultimate martial arts." Wang Xianzhi said.

"Old Wang, you are a single dog, you don't understand this, love is the power that stimulates a person's greatest potential, if there is no love, what is the meaning of life." Li Chungang said.

"The pinnacle of martial arts is doomed to be lonely. The road to the strong is also destined to be walked alone." Wang Xianzhi still did not change his words.

"You are Wang Xianzhi, why do you look older than Chungang?" Lupao asked curiously.

"Lian Po is old, can he still eat? Although I look old, I am old and strong." Wang Xianzhi said.

Li Chungang himself is also a bad old man, but because he got a lot of opportunities in the chat group, he has grown backwards, and he looks about [-] or [-] years old at this time.

"But I can't figure out, Li Chungang, your method of resurrecting people." Wang Xianzhi said.

"Old Li, do you believe in light?" Li Chungang smiled mysteriously.

"I only believe in a pair of iron fists to suppress all enemies." Wang Xianzhi said.

"It's boring."

Li Chungang shook his head, he felt emotional about all this, the green robe was resurrected, the regrets of many years were finally fulfilled, and his mood became perfect.

Like a blessing to the soul, a powerful breath erupted from Li Chungang's body.

This is a power that surpasses the Great Perfection of Heaven and Man on land, and seems to have surpassed the limit of this world.

However, due to the limitations of the world itself, Li Chungang's physical strength still remained on land, but the power of the primordial spirit exploded, which actually made Wang Xianzhi feel the great pressure.

"Breakthrough? What realm is this?" Wang Xianzhi asked.

Li Chungang shook his head and said:
"I don't know, because of the limitations of the mortal world, the realm of the physical body still stays at the terrestrial heaven and man's longevity and great perfection, but the spirit and the power of the primordial spirit have stepped into another realm."

After the words fell, Li Chungang stretched out his palm, and saw a palm-sized sword embryo floating, releasing an extremely sharp sword energy.

"What a powerful sword embryo, it doesn't seem to be transformed by sword energy." Wang Xianzhi said.

"Of course not. This is the sword embryo condensed by the power of my soul. Once formed, cutting the immortals in the sky is like chopping melons and vegetables. It is unstoppable." Li Chungang said.

He can probably guess the prototype of the sword embryo, which should be similar to the sword pill of a cultivator!

In the chat group, Wang Wu once mentioned that the immortal cultivator will condense the golden core after establishing the foundation.

And some immortal cultivators, that is, the rare true sword cultivators, in addition to condensing the golden core, will also condense the natal sword pill!

The natal sword pill will continue to grow with the sword cultivator, and eventually condense into a unparalleled sword soul, which is more powerful than magic weapons.

"The sword embryo condensed by the power of the primordial spirit." Wang Xianzhi was shocked again.

He felt that his pair of iron fists were like paper in front of the opponent's sword embryo, and they couldn't stop them at all.

Wait, Li Chungang can condense the sword embryo, why can't he condense the fist embryo?

But this idea, Wang Xianzhi just thought about it.

If martial arts can be accomplished by imitation, is there any need to pursue it?
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